The heavy breathing from behind made her feel somewhat flustered and uneasy.
"I warn you, don't do anything rash, otherwise... Otherwise, I'll never forgive you!"
"Rest assured, Your Majesty, I know what I'm doing. Let's take it slow..."
"Pah, who wants to take it slow with you!"
Cre-eak—
At that moment, she heard a soft sound coming from the door.
Right after, Ye Zi'e's voice could be heard: "Mr. Chen, have you rested?"
?
Yu Youhan was taken aback.
In the middle of the night, why is this person here?
Before she could regain her composure, Ye Zi'e had already walked in.
Footsteps approached the bed, and then began a constant stream of self-talk.
Separated only by a thin veil, with Chen Mo still acting up, Yu Youhan desperately held her lips shut, forcing herself to endure.
At this moment, sandwiched front and back, she found herself in a dilemma.
